Key: G minor
Verse 1
to come to the front for this
one
Everybody make their way to the front,
we about to get loud for y 'all
Yeah, get out your seats man,
let me see them hands, what's up?
Come on!
On the left, put em up
On the right, put em
In the front, put em
What you want, what you want, put up
To put it blunt we gon' sit em down,
shut em up
And if the speakers don't bang,
it'll bust em on the left, put em
On the right, put em
To put it blunt we gon' sit em down,
shut em up
And if the speakers don't bang,
it'll bust em
I bang bang when I bust em,
when I bust em, bang bang
Wilder than orangutans when
I do the damn thing
Y 'all a bunch of fake
wallows on a test drive
You won't survive, just take a dive
Relentless condition, we don't fatigue
We just inhale the track,
sit back and then breathe
But then I leave em breathless,
take they girlie out to breakfast
Leave em with a pearly necklace,
then I check em off the checklist
49ers puttin' stickers up,
run and get a number card
Every time you're runnin' up,
I'm askin' what you suckers want
E
Em
On the left, on the right, in the front
we gon' sit em down, shut em up
And if the speakers don't bang,
it'll bust em up
On the left, on the right, in the front
Know what you want, what you want
To put it blunt, we gon' sit em down,
shut em up
And if the speakers don't bang,
it'll bust em up
Put em up, like a sticker
One slip up and you might never catch up
So step up to the plate, mate,
why you tryna hesitate?
You talked a good game,
now you up against some heavyweights
But it takes a better rhymer to school
a rookie miner
like a veteran old -timer
I'ma be a 49er till I'm pushin' again
Yeah, it ain't a game,
you could lose your brain
And possibly go insane,
we too wild to be tamed
Can't be trapped behind bars,
we see through you like windows of cars
Minus the tint, hustlers like Larry Flick
Put on the left, put em on the right,
put em in the front
what you want, put up
shut em up
And if the speakers don't bang,
it'll bust em up
Put em up
I think you guys are really great,
where do you go from here?
E
Em
we goin' to the show
Then we goin' to the tally,
with the sticky -icky -jowl
and we droppin' them flows
in the dressin' and moves
Jace Mace, got rhymes for the planet
Pacific, Atlantic,
got those suckers running frantic
Y 'all can't stand it, the 49ers landed
and took over the game,
running things like Tom Landry
Now hand me the bomb beat,
we make it hotter
than the spot where the bombs beat
Tell ya where you'll find me,
we in the streets,
headphones got the beats
On the left, put em up
On the right, put em up the front,
put
Know what you want, put em up
To put a bump, gon' sit em down,
shut em up
And if the speakers don't bang,
it'll bust them on the left
what you wouldn't want
To put it blunt, we gon' sit em down,
shut em up
And if the speakers don't bang,
Put em up, put em up, put em up
Put em up, put em up, put em up
Put em up, put em I -I -I -I'm dead
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